Inevitably it will.
Elham Issa
What if the Sun were in the Kingdom of Light
The morning manifests itself in the spirit
What if in the lap of heaven the dreams fall asleep?
The heart plays his stuff.
What if the tones are dancing?
On the remnants of whispering, sensation and insomnia
With Pain sensitively
To cross distances like a wave
And settle in the lap of soreness..
What if you fire me up?
Like dried branches and stubborn thirsty
Through the distances of absence, longing and nostalgia
Will you forget me?
My grief
floods,
and my Volcano.
Does your glittery of heart shake me like thunder in seconds?
Hey, I’ll always write about you.
Hide you in my heart
And I look for you among my eyes and emotions
Who settles the tired tendencies of the soul
I’m here to make you in my imagination.
A Meeting and Meeting
And a lot of chatter.
So many dreams.
Oh, who’s on the ache board I drew?
His name is the alphabet of immortality.
Alone sailing for you, darling without a sail.
So how to get to you, impossible?
The reality didn’t pity me with the joy of meeting.
Today I dressed the circle of weeping
And I leave the lands of destiny.
And now I’m sailing on the pain ship.
What if…
My Clouds of depression sail to
This impossible.
